Sue Margolis.. Her novels are all so SICK. Hahaha. Which makes it very entertaining.

Started reading her novels cause Mandie recommended them to me.

The front few chapters of her stories are damn boring lah, but it gets rather interesting as you read more.

Haha.. Here's a small part of her novel "Apocalipstick".

BTW, dun read it if you don't wanna be contaminated. :P



He mouthed at her to open her legs.

"What?" She immediately sat back up again.

"Come on. Open them."

"Max, we're in a public place. Behave."

She watched him lean down and take off his shoe, then his sock. His bare foot was forcing her knes apart. Giggling, she slapped his wrist with her hand, but he carried on pushing.

The place was packed. She looked around to see if anybody was watching. They weren't. And they wouldn't see a lot if they were. The table was covered in a long white cloth.

Hiding her giggles with her hand, she slid back down again and did as he asked.

"I hope you've cut your toenails," she said.

He grinned and assured her he had.

A moment later it was all she could do to stop rolling her head in sheer delight.

"Aah. Oh my God," she whispered.

She wasn't even vaguely aware of somebody coming towards the table.

"Ees everything all right for you?"

It was Nick, the restaurant owner, but since Rebecca was way past the point of no return orgasm-wise, she didn't care.

"Yes, great." Max said.

"Aaah, ummmm."

Nick frowned.

"The lady. She's OK? She look a beet flushed maybe?"

Her head was now in her hands as she tried to prevent herself making eye contact with Nick.

"No," Max said, "She's fine."

"Tell you what, i got some freashly baked baklava. You want to try some? Look, eet's over there at the counter. Just look at all that honey oozing out. Mees, you sure you all right?"

"We'll just have the bill, please," Max said.

Just then Nick's wife started calling him.

"Neek, are you coming?"

"Yes," he said irritably, "I'm coming, i'm coming." He started to walk away.

"Oh God. Oh God, me too." Rebecca cried.

Nick swung around.

"It's OK," Max said. "I think maybe the stuffed peppers disagreed with her."





Sue Margolis's novels are all damn sick, so not for those who don't like this kinda stuff. :P

However, Louise Bagshawe's still the best ! :)